AN: This oneshot contains explicit sexual scenes and is a threesome. Turn back now if you're wary of that kind of stuff.
"We don't have to do this," Draco told his girlfriend, Hermione Granger, for the umpteenth time. She looked at him through the mirror nervously, biting her bottom lip. He was fidgeting with his tie, and looking handsome as ever in his dress robes.
"No, no I want to," she assured him. They were standing in their bedroom getting ready for Draco's birthday ball. She was putting the finishing touches on her outfit, a beautiful red dress that went down to the floor with a slit up to the thigh. She locked eyes with him through the mirror and smiled at him to reassure him. His soft grey eyes found her honey colored ones, searching for any indication that she was uncomfortable.
In reality, she was incredibly nervous. She had asked what he wanted for his birthday, and his request was rather...unconventional. She could tell he was nervous when he had asked her, and she thought back to the conversation, lost in thought.
"It's okay," he said getting up, "I didn't think so anyways." She was speechless after he had told her what he wanted, and he didn't want to pressure her into anything. "I'm not saying no, Draco," she told him. He looked at her disbelievingly, with uncertainty in his eyes. "I just need a little time to think about it," she told him.
She had just asked him what he wanted for his birthday; it was always so hard to get a good gift for the man who had everything. So, instead of asking for a possession, he asked for a fantasy. Their sex life wasn't the least bit lacking and they were very adventurous. This, however, was in a new ballpark. He had asked her if they could bring another woman into their bed. It wasn't that she was jealous, no. She was secure enough in her relationship to know that she was enough for him, thank you very much. No, her nerves stemmed from the fact that she had never been with a woman before. After a few more moments of careful consideration, she looked at her boyfriend. "Okay," she said simply. "Okay?" He echoed back. She nodded her head enthusiastically.
"Did you have anyone in mind?" She asked him timidly. He nodded his head. "Astoria Greengrass," he said quietly. She nodded her head at him. They had been friends since childhood and she was the epitome of beauty. Sensing her uneasiness he quickly added, "But it doesn't have to be her. We can look for a stranger, a muggle," he told her. She shook her head. If they were going to play out his fantasy she wanted it to be perfect. "No, no, Draco. I'm fine with Astoria. Do you think she'll agree?"
At this he smirked and said, "Leave that to me."
Hermione faded back into the present. She caught a glimpse of Draco's face, which looked a little uneasy. She got up from the dresser and made her way to him. "Hey," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and looking up at him. "I want this," she assured him. This seemed to relax him a bit, as she felt his tense muscles loosen.
"Come on, we don't want to be late," she told him reaching up on her tip toes to give him a peck on the lips. She let go of him and went to get her heels. Once she had them on, the pair made their way to the floo, calling out "Malfoy Manor!" before being whisked away by the flames.
The party was in full swing upon their arrival. They made their rounds, greeting all of the guests. As the night raged on, Hermione's nerves were tapering, as she had consumed a fair amount of alcohol. She saw Draco discreetly slip out. She took a deep breath and swallowed her nerves, making her way to the door as well. She slowly made her way to the library, where they had agreed they would have their little rendezvous.
She opened the doors and entered the library and closed them behind her. She took out her wand, muttering a locking and silencing charm. She was excited, but she didn't want anyone walking in. She looked around the large room. Books adorned every inch of the walls, a fireplace against one wall, a piano against another.
They looked up when the they heard the door close. They were sitting in front of the fireplace, Astoria looking like the definition of beautiful in an elegant black gown. Hermione slowly made her way over to them. She saw Draco had already removed his outer robe and loosened his tie. He had rolled his sleeves up to his elbow, and the first couple buttons of the dress shirt were undone. He looked like pure sex.
"Hello, Princess," Draco purred at her. His silky voice melted her into a puddle and she could already feel herself getting wet. She didn't trust herself to speak, so she slowly walked towards the piano and sat at the bench, facing away from the keys. She wasn't quite sure how to proceed, so she just looked at Draco. He smirked at her, and got up from the settee he was sitting on. "Come, Stori," he told the blonde woman who was sitting next to him. Draco reached Hermione and he wasted no time before he knelt in front of her and pulled her into a breathtaking kiss.
Hermione instinctively melted into him and felt all of her worries go away as she felt herself get incredibly aroused.
She felt movement next to her, and pulled away, looking to the side, where Astoria had settled herself on the bench next to Hermione. Astoria was very confident; she looked into Hermione's eyes before she leaned forward and tentatively pressed her lips against Hermione's. When she felt Hermione start to respond, she brought her hand up to her neck and pulled her closer, prodding Hermione's closed mouth with her tongue. She let her in quickly, their tongues intertwining, and Hermione heard Draco groan. Astoria pulled away from her, and Draco grabbed Hermione by the arms, lifting her up and catching her mouth in another breathtaking kiss. He hoisted her up, settling her on top of the piano.
Never taking his eyes off of her, he quickly removed her shoes and then placed his hands on her thighs, prying them apart and lifting her dress to her hips. She was wearing a pair of skimpy red lace knickers and he groaned again at the sight. Astoria had also climbed on top of the piano, and slipped the straps of Hermione's dress off her shoulders. The dress had a low neckline and was backless, so Hermione had gone braless and her heaving breasts were exposed to the cool air. They pebbled instantly, and Hermione knew it had nothing to do with the cold air. She didn't think she had ever been this aroused.
As Draco peeled off her underwear, Astoria started playing with her nipples, pulling at one while dipping her head to take the other in her mouth, and Hermione moaned at the contact. She threw her head back in pleasure and let out a loud shriek when she felt Draco's tongue on her cunt. "Oh my God," she moaned.
Astoria released her nipple and leaned down to where Draco was licking up and down Hermione's slit. She darted her tongue out and began eating Hermione with the same fervor as Draco. Hermione moaned loudly, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she threw her head back. She had never had two tongues on her before and she knew she would burst at any moment.
Her hips began grinding and there was so much pressure building in her. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," she chanted, before coming with a loud scream. Even as she started spasming against her lovers, they didn't relent until she came down from her high. Astoria got back up and tangled her hands in Hermione's hair, pulling her close for a kiss. Hermione was already incredibly aroused but when she tasted herself on Astoria's tongue she thought she would come again. She began pulling at the straps of Astoria's dress, letting her breasts free as well, and Hermione instinctively deepened the kiss.
They broke apart at the sound of Draco's belt coming undone. He had already divested himself of his shirt and tie. He removed his trousers and was standing in front of them with hooded eyes and nothing but a pair of boxer briefs with a prominent bulge.
Hermione and Astoria hopped down from the piano and knelt in front of him. Hermione reached for the waistband of his boxers and yanked them down in one swift movement, letting his cock spring free. Draco grew even harder, if possible, at the scene of two gorgeous women on their knees in front of him.
Hermione was the first to move, leaning forward to take his dick into her mouth. "Granger you don't know what you do to me," he whispered groaning. He buried his hand in her hair and began shallow thrusts into her mouth.
Meanwhile, Astoria had cupped his balls and leaned forward to take one of them in her mouth. Draco let out a loud groan above the women. He couldn't believe this was happening. They continued on for a couple more minutes before switching, Astoria eager to take him into her mouth. He knew if they kept it up much longer he was going to come, so he pulled away from them slightly.
He pulled Astoria up first, grabbing her and roughly smashing his lips against hers, while Hermione kept sucking his cock. He moved away from Hermione, dropping Astoria onto the settee they had vacated earlier, and quickly divested her of her dress and knickers. He took Hermione by the hand and led her there as well, removing her clothing. Astoria was sitting on the armrest with her legs wide open and her glistening cunt on display.
As seductively as she could, Hermione looked at Draco and asked, "What do you want?"
"I want you to taste her." He didn't have to ask her twice. Hermione got on the cushion and positioned herself in between Astoria's legs. She had never done this before but she was so turned on by the prospect. She leaned forward and have a firm but gentle stroke against Astoria's pussy. When she moaned in approval, Hermione became more confident in her movements. Draco was admiring the view of his girlfriend's arse on display and Hermione moaned loudly when she felt fingers prodding at her folds. She turned her head slightly to look at Draco and she could swear she had never seen him so turned on.
He stroked up and down his cock a few times before sinking into her soaking pussy. Hermione resumed her ministrations on Astoria, who grabbed a fistful of Hermione's hair and ground into her face. Hermione was trying to focus on getting Astoria off but Draco quickened his pace and she could feel her second orgasm of the night coming.
She moaned, the vibrations making Astoria go crazy. She brought one of her fingers to Astoria's center, pushing it inside of her cautiously while her tongue found her clit. This was all it took for Astoria to topple over the edge, screaming "Oh my God!" as she came on Hermione's tongue.
"That might have been the sexist thing I've seen you do," Draco grunted above her as he pounded into her from behind. She had to agree and watching Astoria come had triggered her own release. She cried out and Draco didn't stop until Hermione ceased pulsing around him.
He pulled out of her, turning her around to give her a quick kiss before he settled himself on the sofa, his head resting against the armrest. "I want to taste you," he told Hermione.
"Astoria," he said in a voice that oozed sex, "come here." She obeyed immediately and climbed up on him, seating herself on his cock, while Hermione swung her leg over his face and sat down, facing Astoria. Draco began to move his hips upwards, Astoria grinding down and riding him. She felt so good around him and he was painfully aroused. Hermione cried out as Draco's tongue went inside of her and she started riding his face with the same intensity as Astoria on his cock.
Astoria had her head thrown back in ecstasy, her chest heaving. On instinct, Hermione leaned down and took one of the hardened tips into her mouth, earning her a cry of, "Yes, Granger!" from Astoria.
Draco's movements were becoming frantic and Hermione knew he was close. She ground her hips into his face with more force, coming for the third time that night. Once she came down from her high, she climbed off of his face and got up to stand next to Astoria. The witch's movements were frantic like Draco's and she knew she was close. Hermione reached down to where their bodies were connecting and circled Astoria's clit at the same speed Draco was pounding into her. It became too much for her and she came with a loud scream, her walls fluttering around Draco. He was so painfully close and wanted to come all over both of the beautiful witches before him.
After Astoria had climbed off him, he motioned for Hermione to come around. He positioned Astoria on her stomach, her arse pushed into the air, and lifted Hermione up, placing her on top of Astoria so that the two of them were back to back. He thrust into Hermione's drenched hole, before pulling out and thrusting into Astoria. Both witches were mewling with pleasure and Draco couldn't hold back any longer. He removed himself from Hermione and pumped his length with his hands. He came with a loud groan, his semen spurting out of him and landing on both Hermione and Astoria's dripping cunts.
The aftermath was fuzzy for Hermione, as she was still coming down from her mind shattering orgasms. She found herself cleaned and dressed again, as well as her two companions.
She didn't know what to say to the woman she just had a threesome with, so they simply exchanged pleasantries before Astoria smirked and said, "If you ever want to do this again, I am in," leaving the couple alone in the library.
Hermione turned to Draco and wound her hands around his neck, pulling him close and kissing him. "Well?" she asked him apprehensively, "How was it?"
He smiled down at his girlfriend and said "Honestly? It was the best gift you could have given me. Thank you, Hermione. I love you."
She smiled up at him, "I love you, too."